Tony drove us to Puerto Banus, down the San Pedro road, it was hairy on the bends and we got stuck behind lorries. The rain clouds were gathering and it was getting cold.


We headed back to El Corte Ingles as we wanted to get another duvet. We split up and went our separate ways, I spotted a hairdresser and wanted a trim so booked an appointment for later on.
It was decided that dinner should be had in Duquesa for a change so we drove through the rain and traffic to Duquesa and went to the usual Indian, a great meal as usual. The drive home was hairy as it was really foggy, so dense that we could only see about 10 meters ahead. Tony did a sterling job in getting us home safely but it was scary! I hope it is better for our airport run tomorrow.
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You look like a skinhead
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